Katherine notices the not-yawn, and her voice gets just a wee bit softer.

"Gold Fish, Gold Fish, What do you see? I see a teacher looking at me..."

Boo isn't yet changed or brushed or anything, and Katherine is pretty sure there are lingering cookie bits around her face, but if the girl feels like nodding off she isn't going to stop her.

Her fingers are still working gently at her hair.